
If you feel like nothing is ever gingery enough, this is the cake for you.
I want ginger to attack me. I want it to burn my throat. I want it to punch me in the face. And if a recipe doesn’t call for enough ginger to suit you, sometimes you have to take life into your own hands.
So, yes, this ginger cake, which comes from one of my mother’s Australian cookbooks, calls for two teaspoons of powdered ginger. Which is cute. But there’s nothing stopping me from adding more–say, upping it to two tablespoons. And mincing a tablespoon of fresh ginger and throwing that in, too. And making a sacrifice to the ginger gods just to be on the safe side.
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